-This story was told to Me by a Domme who gave Me Her permission to write and publish this forbidden, taboo fantasy.-
I've never told anyone about My taboo fantasy because it’s very naughty and in real life, very bad. But sometimes when I'm horny, I imagine that I’m the young girl living next door to a friendly, lecherous old pervert who offers Me treats to come to his house.
Once I’m there, he gives Me milk and cake and watches intently as I finish every bite. He's friendly and non-threatening as we chit chat about how I like school, My favorite games and other simple, silly things.
Then when I’m finished, he clears the dishes and brushes away the crumbs then tells Me to climb up on the kitchen table, lay down face up, and be quiet. I imagine that I'm lying there unafraid as he slowly lifts my dress up and pulls My panties off and says to close My eyes, spread My legs, relax and be very quiet.
This degenerate old phantom whispers not to tell anybody; that they wouldn’t understand; that it’s ‘our little secret;’ that he’s teaching Me how good it can feel to be touched and how to just relax and enjoy. In My mind, he’s always kind and polite as he explains what he’s doing and what he’ll do next. He assures Me that it won’t hurt and he'll stop at any time if I don't like it. His voice is soothing and sweet as he gently spreads My little lips apart and rubs a bit of warm butter on My tender little pussy. Ahhhh…I like that…
He asks if it’s OK if he puts his finger in Me. I nod My head and he gently takes his time as he slowly inserts his slippery index, starting with just the tip, wiggling it a little, then pushes in deeper and deeper, slowly in and out. He’s always caring and very sweet, and always asks how I'm doing and how it feels.
In My demented mind, I hear him say that he would like to see what it would feel like if he used his tongue ‘down there’ and if it's alright if he tried it. I say it’s OK and he begins to gently suck My little clit; tickles the hole with his wet tongue, and laps up the sweet juice coming from My sweet pussy.
My body quivers but I lay quietly as he continues to suckle My young pussy; pinching the puffy little clit and sliding his finger in and out of My wet hole. He says to move My hips a little until it feels really good; to squeeze his big finger with My pussy; to rock my hips a little forwards and back until I find that special position and start to feel that feeling he told Me about. He said it's called an 'orgasm' but because I'm so young, it might not happen for Me. But he’s patient and keeps playing and softly talking, saying that it’s our secret and he just wants to make Me feel good; encouraging Me to relax and when I feel it rising up inside, to just let go and let it happen. He assures Me that nobody will find out because he can keep a secret and I should, too.
I soon start to feel what he's described--that special tingling rising from My stomach while he continues rubbing and pinching and poking. My heart beats fast as I do what he tells me to do. He's kind and only wants Me to feel good, so I relax and concentrate on his diddling and when I start feeling it to just let it go until...until...AHHHH! Sweet adolescent climax!
But in reality, I'm an adult, alone in My own bed holding the vibrator against My swollen clit...shaking from spasmodic vaginal contractions; breathlessly cumming on the big dildo plunged deep in My wet pussy! How wonderfully forbidden!
Please, don't tell anybody about My demented, taboo fantasy. It's My little secret and people just wouldn't understand...
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NOTE: No sex offered or implied...that's illegal.